The sky seems mad … it is illuminated...Some squadrons of planes are roaring above,Some bombs, some shells, detonations shake the houseThe machine-guns never stop...No more lights, camouflage.....

Hidden under the blankets, I can’t sleepI say : "Mummy, I am afraid, very much afraid "We are all very much afraid.And minute after minuteThe deafening noises come nearer and nearer...

"O Jesus, I pray, do protect us, we are going to die "We think that many people are dead ...Are they our allies who are coming to help us ?...A few minutes of respite . . . and it starts again ...The walls are shaking...we go out of bed in haste

Huddled together in the staircaseWe are praying constantly and we say:Liberator friends we are waiting for you!!Do come quickly, very quickly,The enemies are fierce.

O “Brothers of America " be blessed !!The night of terror, the night of anguish, this unforgettable nightIs over, and our freedom is restored!!!!

By Juliette Bieult(a citizen of Ste. Mere Eglise, Normandy, France)

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